#dissidia verse

☆ She had gathered herself before the upcoming battle. For traveling had meant far more than she anticipated in the prior days. To move in a pact marked for reassurance, yet alone she found herself with more control of her surroundings and situation comparatively. When Tifa was alone in the empty vastness that was this world, she felt a solid grip to herself. When no one was questioning her. Or... When no one was questioning themselves in front of her. Swirling clouds of grey flowed effortlessly below the cliff she stood on. Mannequins were nowhere to be found since last she defeated their rounds. Yet the quiet was unnerving. Small thistles in the distance broke though, and her head jerked to the side where noise was coming from. 

A seemingly still figure could be seen laying on the ground, breathing slowly as his chest rose and fell with every breath. He was a Light Warrior of the Goddess of Harmony who was known as Cosmos, this Warrior was littered from head to toe in wounds, bumps and bruises as his eyes were closed.

He was known as Bartz Klauser, a well known Warrior with the skill to Mimic anyone’s weapons, skills as well as imitate their voices no matter if male or female spot on without delay.

Bartz was wounded due to fighting wave after wave of evil beings known as Manikins who swarm in packs to defeat the Warriors of Cosmos as they served the opposite being who planned on winning this conflict with Cosmos, he was known as the God of Discord Chaos who was feared by many for his unremorseful personality as well as his manipulation skills to make good warriors join his ranks and side instead.

“?” Cloud snapped out of his daydreams as he heard that, looking over to where it came from. While he wasn’t particularly a great judge of character, Cloud never thought there was anything inherently wrong with Firion, either. He was possibly one of the smarter warriors in their ranks, and able to use a multitude of weapons at once. 

“…” Cloud took a good look at their surroundings. The young woman accompanying him certainly wasn’t wrong. It was a rather simple place; they were surrounded by nothing more than grass or trees. It contrasted the environments that the blond man was accustomed to quite a bit.

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“B-But what d-did I ever do to yo-you…? All I was d-doing was waving h-hello as a gr-greeting..”

Seth had been keeping to himself even more than usual lately. He often stood on the fringe of the group of Cosmos’s warriors, looking either mildly anxious or deep in thought. He worried that he was disliked by the others, but was too afraid to ask them - or to find out in any other way, for that matter.